Depression Poems
My Flaws And All
by Mishack Madubandlela
Even if we both break down tonight
I know everything will be alright
I've made a lot of mistakes
Thinking maybe I should pack my keepsakes
Even when we fight and I tell you I'd be better alone
But you know that's not true
That's the pride talking
I always have a point to prove
But that's just my mind talking
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I Will Overcome
by Arshia Sheikh
My intentions are always clear ,
So, people were against me ,may be without fear
By holding this lamp I will make my way,
But something will stop me in reaching that way.
I want to be out from this game lost and found ,
Hold on ,something in me is getting frowned.
My soul is restless I am in disdain ,
But surely want to come out and refrain.
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Humpy
by Brady Stewart
My eyes are my definers
My legs are my walkers,
My ears are my feelers.
Tickle me.
Scrambled eggs, fissure my shell.
You tried to but I rot.
Atmospheres watch me oxidize,
Please finish what you did not.
The bugs here eat away at me,
With no stove to sear my wounds
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The Concavity In Me
by Disha Shree
It's a floor, a rock bottom,
As I hit it, the urge to go up dies,
The mind feels dead inside,
And the heart no longer beats.
No more am I seeking the happier version of me,
No more sunshine, and no more rain,
The darkness has embraced me in it's vile arms,
Gray and black numbing my pain.
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The futility of Joy
by Corben Bruce
I lie at night with music playing,
I convince myself it is to inspire
to create or feel or help me sleep
Instead i use it to drown the thoughts from my mind
An empty canvas with bright colours
I lie with eyes open in the darkness
for to close them is to invite images to fill the void
When they are open i see nothing
but closed i can see everything
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goodbye forever
by Mackenzie Bilz
Why does my life always end up this way?
No matter what I do nobody comes to save the day
Although the sun shines and the birds sing
No matter how far I walk my ears just continue to ring
Walking
Turning
Running
Panting
Breathing
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The scariest thing
by Siyana Tsvetkova
I don't get scared easily
I'm the tipe of person who'd watch a horror film and laugh at it
But the thing that truly scares me is being alone, is being obandent
When you're alone you don't have a wall to hold on to, there would truly be no point, no point in doing stuff, in existing, in living
If I ever was alone in this big horrifying thing called life
I'd just give up, give up and die, die alone in the cold harsh would that we live in
Don't you agree
I'm truly curious what do you think
If you're alone in the cold harsh would would you just end it before you realize how sad and alone you are
When depression
by Siyana Tsvetkova
Depression is a sad thing
Sadly I have it too
It doesn't go away it just gets better
And you don't even have to have a reson to have it
You're just sad and unmotivated
I noticed when someone I care about gets too distant
I start to overthink
Overthinking and then anxiety kicks in, I in full panic mode because, I got too close and now what if they leave me
What if they fell the same as I do, sad and depressed, how do I fix this, how do I show I care without being too pushy or annoying
The depression, the overthinking, the anxiety in me, in you
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Cut and another cut
by Siyana Tsvetkova
Cut and cut into my skin
The knife now felling dull and my hand filled with scrapes And blood
Maybe it's an act for attention for help
Maybe it's an act of anger
Maybe it's both
Or maybe I'm just crazy
Crazy enough to do this to myself just so I can feel something
Even if it's pain even if it's sadness
I wanna feel something or maybe I'm begging for attention I don't know
It's hard to admit you actually do it that you actually hurt yourself
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Death
by Siyana Tsvetkova
Sometimes I wonder how would I die or different ways to kill or to be killed
I find the Idea of death very amusing
But I don't want to die and I won't be the first in line to live ether
Sometimes I wonder
If I jump off a cliff would I die
if I stab myself would it look pretty in the cold winter snow
The blood slowly leaving my soulless body and staining the white cold snow
Or my lungs slowly felling up with water and I slowly drowning and falling unconscious watching the world above me turning black
And what would it be like if I jump off a window falling onto the streets of the city cars passing by and lights lingering
What about a gun shot passing through my organs and blood allover my body and I slowly passing out
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